The Mighty Female Immortal

From the Yunhe Fairy, Xu Ziyan returned to the Xuji shop. Asked if someone came to trouble. Xu Tianjin told Xu Ziyan that no one had come to trouble for a few days.

Xu Ziyan has been slightly tempted to think about it. The forces that have a heart to the Xuji shop have lost a lot of these days. I am afraid that I will stop for a while before I can figure out the strength of the Xuji shop. On the other hand, there was a Guardian attack in Lingbao City. Although the outside monks did not know, the Yunhe Fairy would definitely increase the management of Lingbao Island. Under such a wind, they naturally did not dare to make trouble.

However, Xu Ziyan also knows that all this is temporary. I don't know when these people will be confused again by their greedy heart and lose their senses. However, Xu Ziyan is not afraid for the time being. Xu Kee has a six-pronged array of security aspects. In terms of supply, it has been a hundred years. Therefore, Xu Ziyan just thought a little about it and put the matter aside. I began to understand the eight treasures.

After comprehending the time of a few days, Xu Ziyan had some clues. It came out of the house. This day is the Jiupi Fubao contest. Xu Ziyan also wants to see it, maybe he can inspire himself.

Out of the Xuji shop, Xu Ziyan walked slowly along the street.

The sky is clear and the sun is shining. In the spring and summer communication, the world is released with vitality.

Xu Ziyan took a deep breath and was affected by the environment. His mood and weather were generally bright.

Looking up and looking up into the air, there is no cloud, the sky is blue, so that Xu Ziyan's heart is wide open.

Between the solitude, in the eyes of Xu Ziyan. In the cloudless air, suddenly the water aura condensed toward a place. Soon there was a dark cloud of black ink, and a trace of rain fell from the sky. Although the rain is far away from Xu Ziyan, Xu Ziyan can feel it is not big. Such as a little tears to wear into a string, in a cloudless, bright, that cloud of dark clouds is even more sad.

Xu Ziyan was in the heart. The cloud was unfolding, a teleport followed by a teleport, and soon the Lingbao City emerged and teleported toward a distant mountain.

The body shape paused, and Xu Ziyan appeared in a forest outside. It is a small forest, only a few square miles. At this time, the dark clouds in the sky were covered in the woods, and the raindrops fell silently and sprinkled in the woods.

The eyes of Xu Ziyan passed through the layers of woods. A white figure appeared in her field of vision. The eyes of Xu Ziyan are shrinking, and the white figure is too familiar to Xu Ziyan.

At this point, the white figure stood against Xu Ziyan. The whole person has a kind of sorrowful breath, and the sorrowful atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.

A white robe with one hand on his back, a long sword on the ground, and a hand on the hilt.

This white robe youth is the male son forging. At this point his eyes were gradually grayed out. Full of misery, helplessness and sorrow.

In front of his eyes, the scene that has been undone can not be seen, and it seems to appear in front of his eyes again and again.

The mother smiled awkwardly. The moment she just wanted to say something, suddenly a little red from her eyebrows, the red quickly spread, a blood line extended over the nose, lips, chin. Throat knot...

"puff"

The blood line suddenly spurted out to the outside. Jiang Xiaozhou’s body split into two halves and spread out to both sides, but it was the rapid knives of Xu Ziyan, who had just been facing the table, and was completely borne by Jiang Xiaozhou, who had already died.

The blood line slammed the opposite side of the son and smelt a face. Jiang Xiaozhou’s body split in front of him in two halves, and the body of the son’s body trembled. I rushed to the next step, clasping the two halves of Jiang Xiaozhou with both hands, and joined the middle of the place, crying and blooding:

"Small boat... small boat... why... why... ah... ah..."

"娘娘~~"

In the gray vision of the son of the forging, it seems as if he saw another call from the outside of the door. He rushed into the room and hugged the body of Jiang Xiaozhou with his hands, letting the blood flow to him, his face, hiss Sorrowful:

"Mother, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with this?"

Suddenly I saw the long knife at the foot of Gongziye, red eyes, and looked at the son of the son unbelievably:

"Father, mother... you gave it..."

"Not bad!" With the "wrong" word export, Gongziye squirted a blood, sprayed a son to forge a face, and then suddenly looked up and laughed, like a madness:

"Your mother is killing me, I was killed by a knife, hahaha...hey..."

The son of the forging loosened the hands of Jiang Xiaozhou and looked at the opposite son, and he said:

“Why? Why? Why is this?”

"........."

In the woods, the hands of the sons holding the hilts trembled slightly, and the momentum suddenly rose in the body. The dark clouds in the sky were darker and darker. "Thunder" thundered, a flash of lightning flashed on the forehead of the male, and the rain became dripping. It was a heavy rain. In his vision, that scene reappeared.

He saw his father's son and his hands clasping his mother in his arms. The blood leaked out of the seven scorpions, and the eyes had become a little sluggish, and the mouth kept whispering:

"Heaven, why? Why is this? The boat has just recovered. I haven't enjoyed her a good life with her. You took her away from my hands. Why? Heaven! Why is it so unfair to me? ?"

In the gray vision of the son of the forging, he snarled wildly at his father:

"Father! Since you are so confident, what is the truth about Xu Daoyou today? My mother is being ... but why?"

"You want to kill Xu Daoyou?" The son of the heavy rain in the picture is unbelievable.

In the picture, I saw that the son of the son was silent, and the son of the forging said a word: "She...is...I...their...they...the man!"

The voice just fell, the male forging seems to be reacting to what. A pair of eyes stared at the son of the sorrow, half-sounding, as if to return to the soul, muttered to himself:

"It’s the mother who blocked your knife... Mother is really killing you..."

"Ha ha ha... good! It’s my enmity, it should be punished by the heavens, hahaha..."

Trembling and holding Jiang Xiaozhou stood up from the ground, his face was already indistinguishable. It was blood and tears, and slowly walked toward the door.

Gongziye walked to the middle of the courtyard like a corpse, and whispered to himself:

"Small boat, for the husband will not let you be alone, this will accompany you, we will never separate again from now on."

When the words fell, the breath of the body suddenly fluctuated, and slowly looked back at the male son who was still sitting in the room, twitching at the corner of his mouth and passing a sneer.

"Boom~~"

A loud explosion, the son of the family smashed, his body and the body of Jiang Xiaozhou in his arms were turned into a fleshy dance, scattered in one place. Mixing in one place, no longer can't tell that it is Gongziye, that is Jiang Xiaozhou.

"........."

In the woods, the rain is getting bigger.

Among the two scorpions of the male forging, the gray gas is more intense, and the gray gas from his whole body is lingering around him, and the grief is rendered.

Taking the male forging as the center, at his feet, the blue grass that originally belonged to the spring and summer communication seems to experience this kind of sadness. The grass that stands like a sword actually bows its head, and then it seems to be in the world, the gas of life. It quickly passed, and the green became yellow and spread all around.

Above the green trees, the green leaves are yellow at the speed visible to the naked eye. The speed is getting faster and faster, spreading out of the woods and spreading to the feet of Xu Ziyan.

The clothes on Xu Ziyan did not move in the wind and flew toward the back.

All of a sudden, Xu Ziyan was trapped in this sadness. The past is also like time back, passing through time and crossing the space.

Fight with the Guardian, life and death!

sad……

In the gloom, countless monks were swallowed by Raksha!

sad……

Under the sky, Tai Xuanzong was ruthlessly killed by the Yaozu. The woman in the ruins of the fairy city repairs the broken body!

sad……

Everything that happened in the South Wilderness!

sad……

In the city, I was frustrated. Before the pub, the "hungry" in the lonely!

sad……

In the underwater world, Xu Wei said in the first line: "Wu is here, who dares to fight!"

sad……

In the secular world, Wanli escapes!

sad……

Just entering the world, have not waited until they are familiar, they are forced to marry!

sad……

The picture in front of me is abrupt, what is it? It feels so long! Aircraft, cars, buildings...

In a courtyard, under a weeping willow, a reclining chair, a white-haired old man, looking at a path leading to the courtyard door, the old man's eyes filled with hope, his mouth seemed to mutter:

"Smoke, how come you have been going to archeology for so long! If you don't come back, you won't see Grandpa!"

Among the eyes of Xu Ziyan, tears rolled down. The whole heart is immersed in sorrow.

"Grandpa... Grandpa..."

Xu Ziyan screamed like a nightmare, and the whole face became pale.

"boom……"

In the purple smoke space, lightning and thunder, heavy rain poured. The tree demon and the monster on the purple smoke star looked at the day with fear and fear.

Inside the woods.

The breath of the male forge suddenly soared, and the ancient trees that had withered around collapsed. In this lightning thunder, heavy rain, the son of the forging broke into the middle of distraction.

The gray eyelids slowly moved, and the long sword inserted on the ground was gently pulled up by the male. As his body turned, the surrounding sorrow of sorrow swayed as if the whole world was shrouded in sorrow. .

wind……

Picking up the long hair in front of his eyes, the gray scorpion looked at the purple purple smoke standing opposite him. At this time, Xu Ziyan is also in sorrow, completely lost...

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The pink ticket is still falling behind, sad...

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